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The Brilliance of Bob Guccione (jr.)
by holy joe
Gear, Jan/Feb 1999. US: $2.99. Canada: $3.50. Full color,
oversized, many pages. Gear, 450 West 15th Street, New York, NY 10011.
Subscribe: 1-800-829-9153. No web site listed.
Review: I went over to Perply’s apartment today. As he opened
the door for me he said, “You learn a lot when you look at little
girls.”
“Perply!” I said. “Why isn’t your T.V. on? Important things
are happening. There’s the Presidential Impeachment, and Gulf War Part
2. What are you doing thinking about little girls?”
“I can’t help it,” he said. “They teach me a lot. For
instance, take what happened to me today. I made my monthly trip out of
my apartment.”
“That’s good,” I said. “Where did you go?”
“Where I always go,” Perply said. “To the grocery store. And
an amazing thing happened. Before I even got into the store, as I was
just walking in, I saw a little girl!!!”
“Congratulations,” I said.
“God, she was so beautiful!” Perply declared. “She was about
10-years-old. Even though it’s winter, all she had on was jeans, and a
short little t-shirt. Her t-shirt was a crop top. It showed off her
belly. Ah, how delicious it was to see her small belly, and her navel,
peeking out from under the hem of her shirt!”
“Did she have any bosoms?” I asked.
“Just small ones. Pert bosoms, that were just starting to
grow. She didn’t have a bra on,” Perply said.
I felt a trembling in my loins. I did my best to suppress it.
God forbid I should think of anything other than used women with saggy
tits!
“I followed her down one of the grocery store aisles,” Perply
continued. “Mmmm, what a slender waist she had! It was so slim. You
could have put your hands on her waist and broken her in half. Even I
could have broken her in half, and I’m just a nerdy boy. Below her
waist, her hips flared out in a delicate curve. And of course she had
long legs. What a delight she was!”
“I’m glad you enjoy going to the grocery store,” I said.
“Well, sorry,” Perply told me. “I don’t mean to take up your
whole issue talking about a 10-year-old girl.”
“That’s okay,” I said. “So, anyway, what did she teach you?”
“She taught me about Bob Guccione Jr.,” Perply said.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yes,” Perply said. “You see, I followed her to the aisle
where the magazines are kept. They have all sorts of magazines there.
Ladies’ magazines, gardening magazines, food magazines, seasonal
magazines, you name it.”
“They don’t sell Hustler,” I said.
“Aha! Right you are!” Perply said. “There are NO men’s
magazines at the grocery store, because all the men’s magazines, like
Playboy and Hustler, contain nudity!”
“Yep,” I said.
“But as I was standing there, in front of all those ladies’
magazines, pretending to look at them but really looking at the
10-year-old girl, guess what I saw?” Perply asked.
“What?” I said.
“A luscious blonde, wearing a black bra, with messy hair, like
a 10-year-old girl!”
“Wow,” I said. “I’ll have to shop there.”
“She wasn’t a customer,” Perply said. “She was a girl on the
cover of a magazine. Specifically, Gear, Bob Guccione Jr.’s magazine.
So you see? He’s brilliant. There are no men’s magazines at the
grocery store. There haven’t ever been any, as far as I can remember.
But now there’s HIS, and it’s allowed to be sold, because it contains no
nudity!”
“Wow,” I said.
“You see,” Perply said. “Bob’s is the only men’s magazine that
contains no nudity. All the others, except for sports magazines and
crap like that, contain nudity. Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, Club,
Mayfair, all of those men’s magazines contain nudity, so ordinary
stores, like the grocery, can’t sell them. But Bob’s Gear magazine has
no nudity in it. So the grocery can sell it. Bob’s found a niche, and
filled it. He may have no nudity in his magazine, but he also has no
competition. His is the only true men’s magazine at the grocery store.”
“Gosh,” I said. “Perply, we should start a men’s magazine,
have no nudity in it, and then we can get it distributed everywhere--
grocery stores, drugstores, all the places that Playboy and Hustler
aren’t allowed to be, because they contain nudity!”
“Right!” Perply said. “But in our case I’d want it to feature
little girls, since I don’t give a hoot about women.”
Since talking with Perply, I’ve had a look at the new Gear, at
the grocery store. It’s okay. It’s like Perply said: it contains
women, photographed from a male perspective, but alas there are no
little girls in it. However, on page 47, there is a luscious photo of a
young woman, a model, holding a teddy bear! It’s a great photo-- the
bear is relatively large, making the model look like a little girl!
I really liked this photo. In fact, it’s the reason I bought
the magazine. The model, in addition to clutching her teddy bear, is
wearing long stockings. Immediately I was reminded of Brooke Shields,
photographed at age 10, wearing long peppermint-striped stockings. (As
seen in “the Brooke Book”, manufactured in 1978!)
In addition to her long stockings and her teddy bear, the model
is wearing panties. They aren’t especially skimpy. In fact, they’re
just about the size of a pair of diapers!
The model is wearing high heels. But they are extra big heels,
as if she’s a little girl playing dress-up in her mother’s shoes.
Otherwise the model is nude. Her hair is pinned up, loosely, as if for
a bath. In the background you see a bath tub, as well as a potty. (Um,
I mean, a toilet!) There are several folded towels placed on the tub’s
rim. The model is glancing back, over her shoulder, and one gets the
impression that she’s just been escorted into the bathroom because it’s
time for her bath.
There is an even more exciting aspect to this photo. The bath
tub has a shower curtain rod above it. The rod encircles the entire
tub. Hanging loosely, on one side of the tub, is a white shower
curtain. Is the tub really a tub, or a curtained-off medical exam
area? Is the model to be bathed, or to be operated upon? Is she to be
(perish the thought) inseminated?
Like I said, this is a great photo, filling one’s mind with
unbelievable fantasies!
There is an excellent article accompanying the photo. It’s
titled, “A History of the Supermodel.” (Page 46.)
My hat is off to Bob Guccione Jr. I thought I’d never even
look at Gear again, since it contains no nudity, but how wrong I was!
However, in order for me to buy every issue, they’ll all have to contain
beautiful young girls. For instance, this issue of Gear has such
articles as “The Teletubbies are Evil,” by Bret Easton Ellis, and
“Inside the Yakuza,” by William T. Vollmann. These may be fine articles
but I just don’t have time for them. For me to actually buy Gear, it
will have to contain luscious, young, beautiful girls. (Preferably ones
holding teddy bears!)
Andrew Roller Presents
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Issue No. 415
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Passion’s Playpen
Chapter Ten
Awkwardly both boys stood in the doorway for a moment. Then,
putting their hands on the waistbands of their shorts, they shoved them
down their thighs. Kate squealed as she observed a very big penis
spring out of each boy’s underpants. Gilda herself gasped as she caught
sight of the young men’s organs. For a moment she wanted to spring from
the bed and grab them and fuck herself with them, but she steeled
herself against this wish and chose instead to follow Ben’s original
plan. Ben was in charge, after all. But for him there would be no
Point. She licked her lips and watched as the boys untangled their legs
from their shorts. They left them lying on the rug; typical boys.
“Bring in the tub for Kate,” Gilda told the boys. The maid
should have filled it by now. It’s in the kitchen.” The young men
looked at her, buck naked and hard as hornets. Their stingers were
ready for action. Gilda pitied them, but she wished to do just as Ben
ordered. And the boys should be taught some manners, anyhow. “Just
because I let you walk around with your penises showing doesn’t mean we
can fuck,” Gilda said. “Fucking is a reward that comes...” she paused,
suppressed a laugh. “...To young men who perform well for me. Fetch
the tub, boys!” She had brought in a riding crop for Kate, if it should
be needed, and now she picked it up from where she’d dropped it at the
end of the bed and brandished it. Both boys leapt from the doorway and
she heard them traipsing down the hall looking for the kitchen. A maid
called out to them, a suitably fat old woman whom they’d have no
temptation to fuck, and soon they returned with Kate’s bath.
It was a big old tub that was sometimes used for washing
vegetables. It was full of water and quite heavy. The boys carried it
between themselves, laughing a little at their predicament, for the
water was boiling hot and the steam from the water rose up, caressing
their dicks which were hard and stuck out over the sloshing surface.
“Hey! Don’t spill it on me!” one boy cried as water splashed
over the side of the tub and struck his thigh just below his dandling
balls. “Go slower.”
“Sure, whatever,” the other boy answered. He seemed to think
that as soon as they brought in the tub they’d get to fuck.
“Down, boys. Put it down next to the bed,” Gilda instructed
them. She kept her riding crop at the ready and, watching as the boys
lowered the tub, seeing the excitement of their cocks, she slashed the
nearest boy, the one in a hurry, across his bare ass.
“Yeeeow!” the boy shouted. He cast his hands back behind
himself and rubbed his seat.
Kate’s bottom clenched involuntarily as she heard the slap of
the crop. She gasped as she felt how sore her bottom was. She shivered
and tried hard to remember not to squeeze her cheeks together.
“I expect both of you to do your duties in accord with both the
spirit and the letter of my commands,” Gilda told the young men. “Don’t
think for a moment you can get away with anything here. Now go stand
against the wall and wait for more instructions. You are to SERVE,
gentlemen. You are with a Lady now, not just little Kate here.”
“Yes, ma’am,” both boys answered. They went to the wall and
stood facing into it. Gilda laughed.
“Turn around. I didn’t say you were naughty! Just a little
uncompliant. You may watch Kate having her bath, just don’t rub
yourselves. I expect you to be nice and hard all day as you do your
chores. Then, after supper, I’ll decide what reward you should both get
for your service. OR what punishment,” she added, as an afterthought.
Perhaps in standing so quickly in the posture of scolded little boys,
facing in to the wall, they really wanted to be punished. She would
have to figure that out by nightfall. Both young men turned around and,
eyeing each other’s cocks, as if wondering if they could rub each other
if they couldn’t rub themselves, they waited for further orders. Gilda
sat admiring them for a moment. As she did so she openly stroked her
cunt lips. The boys watched widemouthed. Their hips began moving in
and out, offering their cocks to her. Their hands rubbed their legs
absently. They were desperate to be allowed the play with themselves as
she was.
“Remember, boys, no masturbating,” Gilda said finally. She
took her fingers from her cunt and wiped them in Kate’s hair. Then,
taking a big handful of Kate’s hair, she urged the girl up into a
sitting position on the bed.
“Ooooch! My bottom hurts!” Kate squawked as she was made to
sit on the bed.
“Yes, dear. I know it does,” Gilda answered. She hugged Kate
and pecked her face with a kiss and then rose up and walked to the night
table. There was a bottle of Mr. Bubble sitting next to the lamp on the
night table and she squirted some of the fluid from the bottle into
Kate’s tub. Kate looked at the hot steaming water and, standing up, she
passed her hands glidingly over her bottom. She didn’t quite touch it
but at the same time she seemed to desire to protect it somehow.
HOT OFF THE PRESS
by holy joe
Women’s Sports and Fitness, Jan/Feb 1999. US: $2.50. Canada: $2.75.
Foreign: $2.75. Women’s Sports and Fitness, P.O. Box 50033, Boulder,
CO 80322. Subscribe: 1-800-274-0084. No web site listed.
Tom Wolfe says in his latest book, “A Man in Full,” that this
woman’s look is now popular: “Boys with breasts”. He maintains that,
in the 1990’s, the female appearance that is most coveted is for a woman
to look like a boy who’s grown breasts. However, Tom is wrong in this
matter.
Allow me to prove my point. Go to the grocery store. Find the
magazine, Women’s Sports and Fitness. On the cover of this magazine you
see a lovely young woman. Beside her are these words: “The New Body
Ideal.”
You could, indeed, describe the young woman as Tom would, as “a
boy with breasts”. However, look closely at her photo. She has slim
thighs. She has a flat belly. She has narrow hips. She has an even
narrower waist. She does indeed have big bosoms, but does she really
look like a boy with breasts?
In fact, the woman on the cover of Women’s Sports and Fitness
looks like a pre-pubescent girl with breasts. Consider this: little
girls, except when they are very young, have a slight, delicate flare to
their hips. Their hips are noticeably wider than their waist, which
isn’t true for boys. Also, little girls often have wonderfully flat
bellies. And slim legs are a trademark of little girls.
So Tom Wolfe is really “covering up” for America. What
American men really covet are little girls. But Tom, being a popular
author, can’t say that. So instead he says American men want “boys with
breasts”.
Barely Legal, January 1999, $6.99. Full color, many pages.
http://www.barelylegal.com
Review: What a great issue this is! Get a load of this
cover: “15 ripe flirts primed for new year’s popping.” “Cherry made a
mess in her panties-- ‘I’m not a baby anymore’.”
Best of all, perhaps, is the video review section. Other
magazines use penises or popcorn to rate their favorite videos. But
guess what Barely Legal uses? A pacifier rating ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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AND IN THE END...
“...Nor are young children sexually innocent. They whisper
garbled versions of the facts of life to each other; they play doctors
and nurses -- you show me yours and I’ll show you mine. All children
do. ...They choose to do those secret, tingly things.”
- The Economist, December 5, 1998, pg. 103.
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